(Gift of Gab) And I come like
(scratched) I've got a few things I say
(Gift of Gab) I'm gunnin', ya away, do not stay 'cause the wrath of the gift be hittin' ya spliff And a lot of the crews got and yelled RAID Like a couple of roaches, as approaches, a brother'll blow Another ferocious jam, I the ?grossagran? I hover above the land of lame emcees dont blow I'm poppin' the and then bo bo with the gun And a once in a chest, rest in peace And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees with like these Run over enemies and I in the west Dark hemisphere, burn wit a is nothin but a mere setback when I'm here, earn wit a conscience in the middle of the jet black I'm a dog, through the jungle wit a and black hat choppin down ?noonsies? Not a frog, yet I'm humble gotta do the jewels tack wack talkin Tip me, I'ma knock 'em all around, a front a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the homeland I'ma tack 'em in the little punks when the rap bump on the rhyme I bowl man Gifted I'm lifted off a spliff hit, reminisce shit, with dipshits shit is the mischievous style of the gifted, I'm a kid, get a whiff kid down low, breakin' down flows with a new flow outgrow when you step back To the black with a fat rap a fat sack a little bit a funk in my napsack Take it back to the land and I was smotherin' idiots like Tarzan back to the brother man and get another land, man gimme it, its How easy and tight wishin' the depths up in the in the heart of the jungle wild with the art of the rumble, never amount to be than Dumbo Make 'em mumble, 'em humble, Get me from the start, you will crumble, and you tumble, and you And I do it like the end to the other end never gonna end, set a trend with the maniac mic Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you your day job my competitors know the right touch Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell to a black Rappers to attack me, like a sail with the slack g I 'em like acne, exactly UGH
(spoken) Mindless cretins grow idiosynchrosy up, rising up, down
(Lateef) Steppin' up the deep, dank murkiness No telling what is I hero it, but will I sense a I to bust a buster 'cause I trust the finer design in the of the rhyme Just about to find What a disgrace to the of wack mc's I am I choose to stand my ground FIRM and blowin' the the vermin and learnin' All I is we've earned every entry attained And strained the game, and what I'm to explain is that The we're creepin' the more we find sleepin' And slippin' just shootin' dead on a mission Its the reason the gift we've been given the rhythm 'cause that the way we've been livin And thrive in the essence, survive and its To recognize analyzing ?the bo? Surprises the in this line and tryin' To get you to buy into their fantasy Can it be damaged the ?emina? of the fellas and men thats my culture Can't understand breast that you touch was as up ?paper be one hung motherfucker Such as nowadays, its and splinterin', just timber, instead of out of my way, and what I'm -- meaning to say is that The canopy covers me now is the blackest, attack this I thought we already the wackness in the cemented jungle by the bumblin' brothers stumblin' tumblin' Surround me in a cannibalistic style, but I just and Silence 'em like the lambs, they all the flock We just one magic stock I'm gettin' 'em off like crack viles, and wicked the whole while Not trippin over no vines, or over no swine, or over no Or no line at the plot Thinkin' of whippin' 'em like a glock in the
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(Lyrics Born) I can't even describe you, so I even gon' try...hmmmm Making hell of mc is now this I dont dispute but you knew You knew Lyrics Born was a ripped off note sheet of a And you scrape the paint off your making sure you beat the buzzer Making Lyrics Born came out his mother's stomach covered with the lyrics kill No bumper, right? mo'fucka I you can make colors rhyme And have the whole goddamn planet yellin uncle at you and Still take the time big up ?egg?, can you imagine? Big up Born, this little bottle Or you would even be lightly concerned with little, little words That you would tug at the line, pullin' the Of lyrics out my mouth make me big bad don, takin' kids' legs home You can't even back a roach, you know That type shit, and watch me wreck this stage Boy like I got your style hangin' around my waist And watch me forget -- the way Good lyrics taste, thinkin' I just ain't little rabbit eyes in your Man, 'cause if I thought it was Born that made lyrics born, lyrics born And then I can't do no more, I'd be like "Do you remember me?" No, And you used to play my record on the way to the